13 thoughts on “Barrelling through the lanes”

The haiku title has gone. Time forey gentle change, Gilly. 🙂 🙂 And I love that- barrelling through the lanes. I can just see you tootling along in your little car. Hey, honey- take me with you! 🙂 🙂
Happy Thursday hugs!

She’s working at a polling station? I did that in 1979 when I worked for the council. Once it closed I was off to do the count, got home at 4.30 a.m. and had to be at work at 8.30. It was the Thatcher election and I was three months pregnant x:-)x